*gets seasick*
Rawr-Arrrrgh!
*Gives everyone salty licks before beginning his search for catgirl booty*
Shouldering the swell the little schooner corkscrewed over the top before sliding into the trough and starting the climb up the next. Kilroy stood with the tiller braced against his thigh watching the sea, rigging and sky all at the same time.
The Shark was running close hauled on a starboard tack, the crew hiked out on the starboard rail enjoying the sea spray that boiled down her side.
"Prepare to tack!" Kilroy shouted.
Springing to life instantly the crew raced across the deck to their places.
"Helms a'lee!!" he roared and shoved the tiller over.
The nimble craft responded instantly, turning on her heel. The big boom swung to starboard as the crew hauled vigerously on the main sheet. As she passed through the eye of the wind there was a moment of luff, when the big jib and mainsail shivered in their rigging for just a moment. But she payed off perfectly, her snow white sails filling with wind and the boom bouncing against it's lines with that tell-tale sound before the sheet was hauled down.
"Sheet home....the Devil rot your eyes.... or I will keel haul every last one of you!" Kilroy roared, working the tiller with his thigh, feet spread wide on the slanting deck.
The crew smiled to each other as they quickly secured and flemmished the lines before heading to the port rail, hiking out again.
The wind's intensity suddenly surged and The Shark heeled far to starboard, her rail awash in the foam. The crew on the port rail howled and laughed as they rose higher and higher in to the salty spray. Kilroy stood with his right leg almost completely straight, his left bent at a forty five degree angle on the now wildly slanting deck, the tiller pressed hard against his thigh.
"She's really runnin' now boys! They haven't got a chance!" he cried above the sound of the wind howling through the rigging.
The crew cheered wildly, waving their hats in the air with one hand while maintaining a death grip on the rail with the other.
Chancing a look over his shoulder he breathed a sigh of relief. The pirate vessel was now hull down to the South. The Sharks had been on their way to a perfectly good visit to the Rookery when the sail had appeared on the horizon. Not wanting to be trapped in the cove they had to haul their wind and run.
"I hate pirates" he said to himself. "Scum"
/me pops in to wave to everyone.
I had some Captain Crunch cereal today..does that count as celebrating Pirate day?
Global is @Mellissandria
I don't have that much art, but I do write stories and I do collect art on
my DA account
I've been on campus since 4 hours 36min ago at the time of this post. I have no idea when I'll go back home. Probably in either around 45min or if not then, 7 hours or so. No classes today, but did play a weird game until 4 (one that requires DICE!)
ATs to 50 - TA/A Def, Nrg/Nrg Blaster, EM/EA Brute, WS,ELM/ELA Stalker
Dungeons & Deskjobs?
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Dungeons & Deskjobs?
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Hovels and Homework?
Current favs: Champ: Frau Schmeterling-22 MM 50s: NOTW-Blaster, Cat-Girl Commando-corr, Queen of the Dawn-PB, NOTW-Def, Peterbilt-Brute, IcedTNA-Tank, Archilies-scrap, Mann Eater-stalk, Redemptive Soul-toller, Mt Fuji of A-Team-Tank, Hot Stuff Vale-Dom
My MiniCity
Anima.
It uses cards and dice. However, the club did not happen this week. Perhaps next week. On Tuesday I'll find out if it's going to go on this year.
ATs to 50 - TA/A Def, Nrg/Nrg Blaster, EM/EA Brute, WS,ELM/ELA Stalker
*Takes a moment to buckle Neko and himself in and then zooms off, even when the rocket fires he stays in control.*
I have lots of experience driving rocket sleds!
Heroes : Angrem (50 Stone tank), Exo Inferis (50 Fire blaster), Exo Proteus (50 ill/emp), IceVengance (50 cold defender)
Villains : AtomBomb (50 Rad/Kin corruptor), Aleks (50 SS/Inv brute), StoneLethal (50 EM/Stone brute), Davroz (50 Bots/Dark mastermind)